conuly

cleaned the freezer.

Woo-hoo!

This is our big deep freezer that's wedged under the stairs and thus only opens halfway. Now, I already knew we had a lot of meat and burritos in there from god knows when (I threw out anything older than six months - nobody ever seems to bother to DO anything to this food, so it's all incredibly freezerburned - but there was stuff in there four years old), but I was shocked to see that this, THIS was my mother's solution to the tiny fridge.

Tiny fridge, big freezer? No problem, just put your extra stuff in the freezer! *headdesk*

Two boxes of butter, and several loose sticks. A carton of milk. Bags and bags of leftovers - for crying out loud, woman, either eat them or toss them already! Sometimes the leftovers were just dumped in there in the pot or on the plate. Several boxes of blintzes. Cheese. More cheese. Grated cheese. Deli meat. A turkey, which I had to toss because I have no idea how old it was and if it'd ever been thawed out. A bottle of water - ice, really. Lots of plastic shopping bags, because when you're just dumping your groceries in the freezer, why take them out? A bag full of Chinese food. Seriously, it wasn't removed from the cartons or anything, it was just dumped in there.

And, god knows why, an entire bag of corn syrup and food coloring "popsicles" which I think must actually be Lizziey's from the last time she was here, like, five years ago. I thought about this for a minute, gave a blue one to each niece, and bagged up the rest of them to hand to the first child I saw on the street. God knows *I* don't want this in my house, and unlike the steaks I'm pretty sure sugar water doesn't go bad.

Three garbage bags worth of food later, and I still have to clear out the downstairs fridge, and my fridge needs cleaning - scrubbing, actually, so I might save that for Monday - and I have to deal with Jenn's fridge to put the CSA away.

Ah, the CSA. My sister and I need to work out a system. At the moment, she comes home enthused, so I'm reluctant to use much of what she gets (the greens) because she says she wants them for her salads. But then she doesn't use them for her salads, maybe because I tell HER I want to use them. This cannot continue. I'll try writing my menu on Thursdays instead of Mondays, and let her only take dibs up until midweek, at which point whatever she hasn't taken is fair game.